Remembering Frank

A year ago yesterday, muddy flood waters careened through the doors and covered my house with four feet of water in 30 minutes. It was an ordeal. I still have the trauma of flooding waters every time it rains. I fight the urge to put everything on top of cabinets when I hear loud thunder storms. I now pick furniture with height and buy equipment that I can throw over tall cabinets quickly. That memory has embedded itself in my brain and trained my instinct unconsciously. So let me commemorate Typhoon Frank with posts of the ordeal I had on my other blog. The flood revisited.

Flash flood drama Episode I
Flash Flood Drama Episode 2
Flash Flood Drama Final Episode
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